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Daniels... as in plural?
Yes. Welcome to the au that we did nothing with. -Prestson
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I LOVE PRESTON GOODPLAY
Preston?
Preston shifted in his sleep, thinking back on the day. AfterĀ Daniel left Camp Campbell and everyone was cured, Preston still didn't feel completely right. He asked some of the other campers if they felt the same, but nobody did. He didn't know why, but he felt so lonely... So scared...Ā
He opened his eyes staring at his tent-mate Dolph peacefully in slumber. He didn't know why but he needed to see Daniel again. Daniel made him feel safe, and that's all Preston ever really wanted.Ā
Preston slowly unzipped his sleeping bag and slid out, trying not to make a peep.Ā He opened one of the tent flaps to peek out. Good, nobody was in view. Preston stepped out and slowly made his way to the edge of camp. And he started to walk, he walked, and walked, and walked. Ā For hours Preston followed the road, passing the town, and into a more suburban area.
Preston walked and walked until the sun peeked its head over the horizon, the light stinging his tired eyes. Then he found it, Sleepy Peak General Hospital. His legs were sore and stung with every step, but he didn't stop. He stepped into the hospital.
He got many strange glares, murmers flooded within the small waiting area next to the front desk.Ā
"Why would a kid just walk up in here?ā
āIs he okay?"
Preston didn't have time, David and the others would start to search for him soon.
What would he even say? "Hi my name is Preston I'm looking for the cult leader Daniel?" 'No I just need to use my skills,' he thought...
He was standing in line, his turn coming up faster and faster, until it was his turn.
"E-excuse me ma'am, I'm looking for my father?" Preston sweats nervously.
"Okay sweetie, what's your dadās name?" The woman asks in an exasperated tone.
"W-well his name is Daniel, but he may have come in as a John Doe..."
"Ohhh... The rat poison guy?"
"Y-yes thatās him!" God he was sweating like a waterfall.
āHe's on the left corridor, room 125"
"Thank you!" Preston nevrously yelled as he sprinted off to the left. He rushes LIKE A FUCKING HORSE JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, HE FAST up to Danielās door and stops. Breathing heavily, he opens the door.
"Preston?"